During that ordeal, over 100 slaves stood transfixed. Their fists clenched tightly, they watched Yun Xiao with intense anxiety, fearing for his life.

To them, Yun Xiao seemed to be challenging the entire Extreme Yin Celestial Realm, a taboo of the greatest order in this world.

But in the eyes of the younger twin, there was only a speechless coldness.

The Sword Soul in her hand shimmered like ice, semi-transparent, with 300 icy Sword Prisons swirling around it. These miniature worlds took the form of phoenix-like birds, emitting shrill, piercing cries that shook the wilderness.

The mere sound of these Sword Prisons wailing was enough to cause the ears of the slaves to bleed.

"What is this nonsense!" the younger twin scoffed, her Sword Soul morphing into a Flying Sword. With a casual flick, she hurled it towards Yun Xiao’s brow.

WHOOSH!

The air turned bitterly cold as the Flying Sword flashed forward like an iceberg hurtling towards Yun Xiao.

The slaves gasped in horror.

In the blink of an eye, Yun Xiao’s expression remained serene. The Heaven Burial Sword Soul in his grasp instantly transformed into a Palm Sword. His 200 plus Sword Prisons were not much fewer than that of the younger twin.

His movements, though appearing slow, were incredibly swift—slow only because they were graceful and fluid.

With a casual flick of his three-foot azure blade, he precisely deflected the icy Flying Sword to the side.

The ear-splitting clash sparked blue sparks as the swords met against each other, a fierce shockwave sweeping past Yun Xiao, lifting his long hair.

However, that was it. The lethal blow from the younger twin was flicked into the sky.

It was like a bull charging at a rabbit, only to be deftly flipped away!

After this spectacle, the gasps of the slaves ceased abruptly. Their eyes wide and speechless, they stared at Yun Xiao, momentarily at a loss for words.

Seeing this, the younger twin's face twisted as if she had swallowed a fly, a mix of bitterness and shock that was indescribable.

“What’s going on?” The older twin turned her head upon hearing the commotion.

“Sister…” Bing Shuiyue stared fixedly at Yun Xiao, her voice cold as the void, “This manscum might have reached the Second Baptism Realm, it really seems like he's trying to fight back!”

“Stop making a fuss, just finish him off!” the older twin, Bing Yuyang, said exasperated.

“Fine!” Clearly, Bing Shuiyue had not employed her full strength in her previous attack.

Realizing that Yun Xiao was indeed the rumored type of slave who bore insults and burdens while still clinging to hope, she now lost all patience to treat him as a mere amusing toy.

"You think you can handle swords? Try catching this one!” she scoffed.

After retrieving her Flying Sword, Bing Shuiyue launched another attack, profoundly different from before.

As her Flying Sword soared, the Corona above her head lit up first, a circle of ice-blue light that suddenly spun into motion, transforming into an icy ring that flew onto the Flying Sword!

When the Corona and the Flying Sword merged, the now Sealing Heaven grade Flying Sword stirred up a tempest of ice and snow. Within the storm, hundreds of thousands of tiny ice crystal swords mixed with the Flying Sword, creating a veritable ice hell, obscuring any trace of the Flying Sword itself!

And this time, Bing Shuiyue unleashed her Third Baptism Realm power!

Having endured three of the Eight Extremes Celestial Baptisms, her strength contained the tribulation power of three Calamity Sources, mingling together to freeze even the air into countless ice crystals that stabbed at Yun Xiao.

Bing Shuiyue was a Taiji Disciple, truly a peerless prodigy of the Harmony Divine Palace!

This attack was more than ten times stronger than her previous one.

“A mere slave forcing me to exert my full power, consider it the glory of your life,” she sneered at Yun Xiao.

In her eyes, Yun Xiao seemed fearless of death, his expression unchanged.

He looked up, his gaze sweeping over the deadly combination of the Corona and the Flying Sword.

The structure of this Flying Sword, every detail, was clear in his mind.

“The sword techniques of a Category 3 celestial realm, truly quite exquisite.”

This was why Yun Xiao had gone

hunting

.

In the Extreme Yin Celestial Realm, relying on others was unrealistic; the only way was to take by force. The key to this approach was not to strike first; otherwise, his own spiritual integrity would falter.

To top it off, the women in this world didn't even regard him as another person. So, he had no qualms about killing and looting!

A Third Baptism Realm opponent was the upper limit of what Yun Xiao could take on. So, he didn't lower his guard but focused intently on the incoming sword.

Simultaneously, the Corona atop his head suddenly started swallowing the surrounding celestial energy of heaven and earth like a bottomless pit.

BOOM!

Amidst the onslaught of ice and snow, the platinum Primordial Sphere suddenly expanded!

In an instant, Yun Xiao's disadvantages in power and cultivation were rapidly compensated. His inner and outer tribulation power surged, and in a blink, the external tribulation of the Three Lives Samsara Calamity nearly quintupled the amount inside him!

Yun Xiao also experienced the sensation of explosive power. It felt exhilarating! His spirit soared accordingly.

To him, the enemy’s Flying Sword was now completely dissected in his view.

Yun Xiao didn't even know the name of this Flying Sword!

Yet, in the flash of a moment, he gathered the power of the Three Lives Samsara Calamity and channeled it into his Heaven Burial Sword Soul. The azure Flying Sword trembled violently, emitting a dark azure aura of death.

This deathly aura, combined with the tribulation power, instantly condensed into chunks of dark azure ice crystals.

CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!

Countless dark azure ice swords formed.

Like releasing a small sparrow, Yun Xiao let the Flying Sword fly from his hand.

As the dark azure Flying Sword was unleashed, it instantly formed a sea of deathly ice, not morphing into thousands of ice swords, but coalescing into a single entity that met Bing Shuiyue’s sword head-on!

𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

Indeed, with ease and precision, he had pinpointed the location of Bing Shuiyue’s illusory sword amid the snow.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

The dark azure ice sword, carrying a deathly chill, devoured its opposition. The ice-blue crystals from Bing Shuiyue quickly darkened and, astonishingly, turned against her!

"Northern Lights Shimmer…"

This unbelievable scene shifted Bing Shuiyue’s expression from detached coldness to stark astonishment!

Her eyes widened in shock!

In that brief moment, the two Flying Swords collided perfectly, tip against tip.

The slaves present clutched their ears, their eardrums splitting, bloodied in pain.

Yet, they watched, transfixed, as a momentous scene unfolded…

"Ah!"

At the instant of the collision, Bing Shuiyue screamed in agony. Her voice trembled, her face turned ashen, and her body convulsed.

Looking towards her Flying Sword, now recoiling back to her, it visibly sported cracks and had turned a sickening shade of dark azure, like rotting flesh emitting a foul stench.

As if struck by lightning, Bing Shuiyue spat out a mouthful of black blood, her spirit damaged, her eyes clouded in confusion.

"Impossible, this shouldn’t be…"

Her mind a whirl of scarlet, Bing Shuiyue shook her head in denial, unable to accept the reality.

As her inner turmoil reached a climax, the redirected ice crystal swords showed no mercy. Like a storm, they blasted towards her.

KA-CHUNK! KA-CHUNK! KA-CHUNK!

Even as she desperately defended and dodged, many ice crystals hit, her delicate body spraying blood and staining the snow red.

This bloody spectacle, coupled with the cracks in her Sword Soul, spoke an undeniable truth: That she, a high and mighty Taiji Disciple of the Harmony Divine Palace, had been defeated by a mere slave.

More astonishingly, few slaves lived past the age of 49 years old… So, it was likely he was younger than her!

"This can’t be real…!" Bing Shuiyue cried out, suddenly standing, clutching her shattered Sword Soul, both heart and body trembling.

She looked up! There was Yun Xiao, right before her, holding a three-foot azure blade, his expression detached and serene.

"You manscum! I am a Taiji Disciple of the Harmony Divine Palace, my mother is the Frost Valkyrie, Bing Xuanqing! You’ve committed a grave sin; even wishing for death will not be easy for you!" she roared in a frenzy.

"Good, I'm not fond of wishing for death myself either."